Love struck Gumball X reader {Old Story}

Very short introduction

You had zoned out by now. Blocking out the gibberish that was coming out in the scratchy voice of Ms. Simian. You never understood how a creature so... debilitated could still exist. How old was she? She was older than time itself. Something that always annoyed you about the aged monkey was that she never knew when to shut up; than again, You were the only creature in the class that knew what she was talking about.

Averting my eyes from the morbid sight of the ancient creature your (eye color) eyes scanned your class mates. From your little, somber corner of the room you were able to see them all without trouble. The only person that was actually writing notes was some type of yellow, orange pixie thing with antlers and wings. Sighing, you looked down at your doodle coated notebook.

Your name is (first name) (last name) and you live in Elmore. With your mind set on going to collage you never really socialized with others, all you would do is read textbooks. Even when you did make friends they would ditch you is a month or so. That's why you had no friends, except for one.

"Hey (y/n)!" You looked in the direction of where your name was called, smiling when you saw it was your friend Sarah. You never really knew how you were able to become friends with an ice-cream cone like her, but your friendship worked itself out. She was a anime loving, boy obsessed fangirl, and you were a catty, athletic, ghost hunter; You both balanced out each other nicely.

If you remembered correctly two boys Sarah had a crush on were in this class, But you don't remember their names, or what they look like. All you knew was that Sarah liked them and they were in your class.

Sarah flashed a goofy face in your direction and pointed at Ms. Simian, making you giggle a bit. The ice-cream cone girl moved her desk closer to yours and pointed at her elbow "did you know that this is called a wenis? Can I see yours?"

You covered your mouth with your (claws/paws/other) in attempt to hide your laughter. Then the blaring sound of the bell filled the room and you moved your (claws/paws/other) away from your mouth. Your long, full-heated laugh enveloped you, Sarah, and the other students in class.

Life like this was amazing, you wanted to keep it like this, sweet and simple. Yet, deep down inside, you had a gut wrenching feeling that your nice normal life will soon be flung into the abyss. So you wanted to live the most of your simple life while it lasted, you were going to continue studying for collage and you will end life successful.